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Song Shiwei thought to herself, "[Wow, Jiang Ye's progress is incredibly fast!]"

[Hahaha, Jiang Ye's lie is so unprofessional. The heating isn't even on at home, so it's not like it's too warm. This guy probably just finished a phone call with his goddess, tsk tsk tsk.]

Jiang Zhuxin:!

"Brother! You're not in a relationship, are you?!" Jiang Zhuxin said with a look of utter despair.

"No, don't overthink it! I was just calling Yun Xi to catch up with old classmates," Jiang Ye said, looking a little embarrassed. "Now I'll go deliver something to her."

Jiang Zhuxin:!!! Good heavens, when did Jiang Ye hook up with Sister Xixi? Jiang Ye, you really are a master of keeping quiet!

Looking at Jiang Ye's shy little expression, if Jiang Zhuxin still didn't understand what was going on, she would be a fool.

Jiang Zhuxin sad; was she the only one looking so pitiful?

She! She wanted to channel her grief into food, just like her sister-in-law, and have a big meal.

She took a deep breath and said loudly, "Big brother, I want braised pork rice, I want two bowls!"

Jiang Xun gave a soft snort, a fleeting look of unease crossing his face. "That's all."

"You didn't just make one bowl, did you?!" Jiang Zhuxin said in shock.

"Hmm." Jiang Xun didn't hide anything and readily admitted, "I only made one bowl because the ingredients were limited."

Song Shiwei:???

No, brother, didn't you say you made too much, so you brought it to me?

Did you make this especially for me?

Song Shiwei felt as if her heart had been suddenly struck. Jiang Xun's deep voice made her tremble all over, and for a moment she forgot how to react. She just felt like she was going to explode from the heat, and her heart started pounding.

Did Jiang Xun treat her differently just now?

Jiang Zhuxin:...

Her older brother, a domineering CEO who had never set foot in a kitchen before, has been spending his evenings in the kitchen these past few days after work, all to make a bowl of braised pork rice for his sister-in-law.

Her act of freeloading at meals makes her seem intellectually disabled.

Slams table Hahahaha, they're all dating and making her eat dog food, huh? She's gone crazy.

Jiang Xun glanced at Jiang Zhuxin, whose expression wasn't good, and subtly protected the little pig bowl in his hand. "Want me to order you some takeout?"

Jiang Ye quickly chimed in, "How about I order one for you too?"

Her brother's action was truly cruel; was she really that greedy?

Not just a bowl of braised pork rice? She ordered takeout herself, and she even ordered two bowls—one to eat and the other to feed the Xiaohei downstairs.

She angrily opened the food delivery app, but just as she was about to turn around, she realized she only had 100 yuan left in her account. With a bitter expression, she turned back, "I want a deluxe braised pork rice, and I also want a seafood feast."

She wanted to channel her grief into her appetite and eat her fill; she figured she might as well fleece her brother!

"Okay, send the bill to my phone later. I have to go now. Remember to leave the door open for me." Jiang Ye glanced at the time and ran downstairs without looking back.

Jiang Zhuxin:...

She felt like she'd been hit with a dog food attack, and when she turned her head, she saw her older brother squatting on the ground, looking helpless as he put shoes on his sister-in-law.

"The ground is cold. If you run around barefoot, you'll suffer the consequences if you develop health problems later."

"There's a carpet on the floor, it's alright," Song Shiwei said, emphasizing each word.

Jiang Xun sighed helplessly, putting the slippers on her as he did so. "Remember to wear them next time."

Jiang Zhuxin:...

Fine, fine, there's no place for her in this family anymore, then she can leave.

She angrily turned and went upstairs, not forgetting to order two super expensive takeout meals for herself and send them to Jiang Ye and Jiang Xun.

"What's wrong with Zhuxin?" Song Shiwei's mind had been blank the whole time, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat. Jiang Zhuxin had already huffed and puffed her way upstairs before she finally came to her senses.

Jiang Xun's eyes darkened slightly, and he naturally took Song Shiwei's hand. "Maybe she's not hungry. It's alright, this girl is just easily startled. Aren't you hungry? Let's go downstairs to eat."

The large, warm hand enveloped hers, Song Shiwei was instantly agitated again; her heart, which had finally calmed down, began to pound again.

She seemed completely unable to think. Good heavens, who was she? Where was she? What was she doing...?

She obediently let Jiang Xun lead her down the stairs, completely unable to think during the process. Only the moment they sat down at the dining table did she scream internally, "[Ahhh! Jiang Xun is holding my hand!]"

[Does he like me? Waaaaaah!]

He made braised pork rice especially for me and even helped me put on my shoes; he must like me.

[I don't care, this isn't liking me, what is?! Jiang Xun, just tell me you like me already!!]

Song Shiwei was internally screaming, and Jiang Xun, listening to her thoughts, slightly curved his lips into a smile. Suddenly, he stared intently into Song Shiwei's eyes, his clear, cool voice like a refreshing spring, "Madam, I must admit, I really do like you a little."

Song Shiwei blinked her beautiful eyes, a mouthful of rice stuck in her mouth:...

[Aaaaaaah! Jiang Xun said he likes me!!!]

How should I reply? I'm not ready!

[No, although I genuinely enjoy joking around, I honestly don't know what "liking" means! How am I supposed to respond to this sudden confession?]

[I'm just a casual observer, what should I do? Someone please help me!]

Song Shiwei was frantically screaming in her mind, completely panicked. [Should I agree? If I don't, will Jiang Xun kill me?]

Nobody told me how to handle a marriage of convenience that develops into love.

[Um, maybe I should run away quickly, lest I really lose my life, waaaaaah.]

Upon hearing Song Shiwei's inner thoughts, Jiang Xun's brow twitched violently. He quickly said, "Madam, you don't need to feel guilty. I just said I like you a little. If you don't like me, there's no need to force yourself. It must be that I'm not good enough. Let's take it slow."